Read My Lips

Back once again to wet up the whole area Check my style out It's the lips Read my lips, my d**k be makin' bitches leave tips Castin' shadows over battles like a lunar eclipse 'Cause the man that makes you jump Like you the grand prize winner of a Lexus I'm back again to test your reflexes If you don't think I can flow then you can ask E-Swift If you don't believe Swift then you can call Steve Griff If you don't believe Griff then step up to f**k with I Call you up and send you as a gift to hieroglyph 'Cause the Liks got lyric tricks datin' back to eighty-six While my thousand dollar system still busts the pause mix So my style be comin' at you more deadlin' than a cobra With these niggaz on my mind like is he drunk or is he sober Mind your biz while I rhymes like Biz to the tent I slam like a fifth that stays hidden Not to be f**ked with, under any circumstances And I don't have to sing to send these bitches into trances I give the party people what they like Somethin' hype, to keep 'em rockin' all night I give the party people what they like Somethin' hype, to keep 'em rockin' all night I give the party people what they like Somethin' hype, to keep 'em rockin' all night I give the party people what they like Somethin' hype, to keep 'em rockin' all night Next it's, the man freakin' funky flow flexes Bustin' in my all day I dream about s*xes Walk into your living room there I am Stroll to your kitchen there I am Run to your backyard hmm there I am Everywhere you look there goes the Ro-gram That's why you hate me, you can't escape me You can't even erase me off your tape We the A L K A H O L I K S Comin' like new pimps humps and stress to your chest J, to the R-O, just rockin' on I keep the party poppin' till a new day is born The Alkaholik name won't change not a bit I told you on the last skit d**k you can't tell me shit We kick it wicked, so you can get addicted To the hip-hop that we drop, get with the liquid I give the party people what they like Somethin' hype, to keep 'em rockin' all night I give the party people what they like Somethin' hype, to keep 'em rockin' all night I give the party people what they like Somethin' hype, to keep 'em rockin' all night I give the party people what they like Somethin' hype, to keep 'em rockin' all night Punk MC's get bent, I'll leave a dent in what you sent I got your city covered like a motherf**kin' tent Some say I rap funny, give my money to the needy The way I get busy will get you dizzy like a VD I hang with thugs I'm like drugs so why try me I'm swift like Ozzie Smith, your flow ain't goin' by me He's a sufferin' succcootash, throw him in the trash Show him you the man that'll boom bash I hold MC's up like money it ain't funny When I leave 'em in the corner broke up like crash dummies Get a doctor, sock the, volts to the chest For the cardiac arrest, f**kin' with the freshest 'Cause even on your best, I leave you like Ness 'Cause I'm colder than a forty straight out the ice chest So it's easy to distinguish who drunk the Olde English 'Cause it stays in my system till I drain it out my {How many alcoholics we got here in the house? How many pot-heads we got? Same f**kin' a*sholes}